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tanaiseThis is me slowly dying of boredom at work. Why is it that when my work is the most boring, AIM fails? And today quick buddy was even on crack.
I forgot how sad it is to be in a city and not have any money. It didn't matter at home, there was nothing to do, really. But here, other house people are going to the movies and out to bars, and there are restaurants of the type that I haven't gone to for over a year, and oh, how hard this is. I have not quite enough money in the bank to cover my rent next month. I should by the time it's due, or only be short for a day or so, which I think would be okay. I know there's lots to do that don't cost money, or don't cost much money, and I have had a good time thus far in Boston without much money. It's just...It's boring. I can window shop, but I can't buy things, even things that would be useful--a couple new shirts, for example, as I'm tired of the monotony of the ones I have, or another pair of pants unless they're seriously cheap or something I really really need. And it's not like I really love shoping or anything, it's just, if I'm walking around, I may as well be looking at things, and if I'm looking at things, I'm going to want to buy them. This sounds horribly whiny, but it's not supposed to. This should just be temporary, I should get a job that pays more, I should end up making enough money to pay rent and still get to eat out now and then. It was just a lot easier to do that while I was living in PA, or even on Dena's couch, far away from temptation.
I think one of the things that makes me most grumpy is the realization that I'm meeting boys again that I would love to do stuff with, and unless they've got a list of free-yet-fun things in mind, should they ask I'd have to turn them down. And besides the natural shyness, I can't ask them to do stuff cause I can't afford to do anything. Doesn't matter, it's a moot point now.
This wasn't supposed to be a whine. I just looked at housing things for ideas for this fall, as I just realised that worldcon is late this year. And my problems are two fold--I don't know how much money I have to spend on housing, and I don't know where I want to be living. We'll ignore things like fiendishly high first month's rent for the moment and pretend that we didn't already borrow money from our father.
It wasn't a bad day; I figured out easier ways to alphabetize the slides (working off the master list which was alphabetical) and to sort them out again into the new files (building them from the existing chapters, since then I can find one with most of the slides and copy the rest of them into it--saves time). There was pumpkin spice chai, which at least is worth the big money. I thought the office boy was out, but he wasn't, so that was a nice surprise. One of the room boys nearly got caught by one of his bosses making faces at me when he walked by. The office boy walked by and performed a small skit involving an empty cup which I think was supposed to illustrate the fact that he has to walk by my office to get water. This was his defense when I asked why it's okay for them to make faces as they go by my office, but not vice versa--they need to to get or get rid of water. I said they wouldn't have the later problem if they stopped the former. And never mind that even getting water doesn't require walking by *and* making faces. at least they make work more fun, and Office boy is less abrasive when he's the only one in the room when I stop by. They're all fun to talk to though. the japanese-phile ran into me in the park walking home today--that's why I was thinking about not being able to spend money. They live in center square, and they were talking about going out for dinner, and his roommate recommended the resturant very strongly, and I got very sad suddenly.
Oh! I've got work to do this weekend for the job. only like an hour or two, but that with my lunch break taken at the right time could let me get out at the same time as the chai boy. I will have to ponder this realization. I'll keep you posted, never fear.
I finally decided that maybe other eyes would help with Red Sky and juggled around the new bits till they fit and stuck it up on the workshop (Kat, you don't need to print it out again, if you were bemoaning that. All I really did was move them and take out a few words a couple of other places, so there's no point in doing more than maybe marking where the bits go in the story.). Sometimes other people have the right idea on how to fix it. Sometimes other people have the wrong idea on how to fix it, but in the process of elaborating on why it's a stupid freaking idea, I figure out the right one. And sometimes when I've put things on the back burner, I remember what I want to do with them. So we'll see. This does mean that Falling is being pulled onto the front burner, at least for a time. 4300 words, so that's only like 61K of complications to add to it, right? I also have the crits from the SH workshop, so I think i'll be making up a master list of suggestions that work for me, and then starting the writing, maybe. Like I said, we'll see. but now, I call my mom.
I forgot how sad it is to be in a city and not have any money. It didn't matter at home, there was nothing to do, really. But here, other house people are going to the movies and out to bars, and there are restaurants of the type that I haven't gone to for over a year, and oh, how hard this is. I have not quite enough money in the bank to cover my rent next month. I should by the time it's due, or only be short for a day or so, which I think would be okay. I know there's lots to do that don't cost money, or don't cost much money, and I have had a good time thus far in Boston without much money. It's just...It's boring. I can window shop, but I can't buy things, even things that would be useful--a couple new shirts, for example, as I'm tired of the monotony of the ones I have, or another pair of pants unless they're seriously cheap or something I really really need. And it's not like I really love shoping or anything, it's just, if I'm walking around, I may as well be looking at things, and if I'm looking at things, I'm going to want to buy them. This sounds horribly whiny, but it's not supposed to. This should just be temporary, I should get a job that pays more, I should end up making enough money to pay rent and still get to eat out now and then. It was just a lot easier to do that while I was living in PA, or even on Dena's couch, far away from temptation.
I think one of the things that makes me most grumpy is the realization that I'm meeting boys again that I would love to do stuff with, and unless they've got a list of free-yet-fun things in mind, should they ask I'd have to turn them down. And besides the natural shyness, I can't ask them to do stuff cause I can't afford to do anything. Doesn't matter, it's a moot point now.
This wasn't supposed to be a whine. I just looked at housing things for ideas for this fall, as I just realised that worldcon is late this year. And my problems are two fold--I don't know how much money I have to spend on housing, and I don't know where I want to be living. We'll ignore things like fiendishly high first month's rent for the moment and pretend that we didn't already borrow money from our father.
It wasn't a bad day; I figured out easier ways to alphabetize the slides (working off the master list which was alphabetical) and to sort them out again into the new files (building them from the existing chapters, since then I can find one with most of the slides and copy the rest of them into it--saves time). There was pumpkin spice chai, which at least is worth the big money. I thought the office boy was out, but he wasn't, so that was a nice surprise. One of the room boys nearly got caught by one of his bosses making faces at me when he walked by. The office boy walked by and performed a small skit involving an empty cup which I think was supposed to illustrate the fact that he has to walk by my office to get water. This was his defense when I asked why it's okay for them to make faces as they go by my office, but not vice versa--they need to to get or get rid of water. I said they wouldn't have the later problem if they stopped the former. And never mind that even getting water doesn't require walking by *and* making faces. at least they make work more fun, and Office boy is less abrasive when he's the only one in the room when I stop by. They're all fun to talk to though. the japanese-phile ran into me in the park walking home today--that's why I was thinking about not being able to spend money. They live in center square, and they were talking about going out for dinner, and his roommate recommended the resturant very strongly, and I got very sad suddenly.
Oh! I've got work to do this weekend for the job. only like an hour or two, but that with my lunch break taken at the right time could let me get out at the same time as the chai boy. I will have to ponder this realization. I'll keep you posted, never fear.
I finally decided that maybe other eyes would help with Red Sky and juggled around the new bits till they fit and stuck it up on the workshop (Kat, you don't need to print it out again, if you were bemoaning that. All I really did was move them and take out a few words a couple of other places, so there's no point in doing more than maybe marking where the bits go in the story.). Sometimes other people have the right idea on how to fix it. Sometimes other people have the wrong idea on how to fix it, but in the process of elaborating on why it's a stupid freaking idea, I figure out the right one. And sometimes when I've put things on the back burner, I remember what I want to do with them. So we'll see. This does mean that Falling is being pulled onto the front burner, at least for a time. 4300 words, so that's only like 61K of complications to add to it, right? I also have the crits from the SH workshop, so I think i'll be making up a master list of suggestions that work for me, and then starting the writing, maybe. Like I said, we'll see. but now, I call my mom.
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Date: 2004-06-26 08:01 am (UTC)That said, one free thing to do suggestion. The New England Conservatory has pretty much 1 free concert every night, some recitals some classes some big events. I went to one last week for the Summer Institute for Contemporary Classical Piano Performance (sicpp or sick puppy), and it was really wonderful. So, you should check out their events schedule, (not that that's something you'd generally want to ask boys to do, but I might be able to meet you there).
You can say yes to boys if they ask you if you want to go do something, you just have to be upfront about the fact that, "well, I'd love to, but I can't afford it on this temp job" and accept it if they offer to pay for you. I mean really most people (myself included) will generally pay for a friend to join them if it's no big deal to the person paying (re: me and the podling??).
The "man I wish I could go do this but I can't afford it" is less kosher, unless it's something like a concert by a band you already know they love but that they didn't realize had a concert.
You will have money someday, and you will take other people out, it's just karma economics.